Turn Around
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I see my mum cooking dinner, our 3 dogs trying to murder each other, the trees outside swaying slightly in the breeze and the pot of hot oil bubbling in front of me.
eh, two comfy chairs, a couch, a cardboard box. some detached shutters, oh, another cardboard box. hmmm, a stuffed white tiger(fake) several fake flower arrangements, a chocolate turtle, an ashtray, some tobacco, dog food and a statue of a sailor, a ball cap hanging off said statue.
I see a puke-green coffee table, an annoying calico cat, a kitten with Siamese markings, and a crapton of game guides and crafty how-tos.
My closet, both mirrored doors pushed to the right. Inside the open portion of the closet is my computer stash and my t-shirts. To the left of my closet is my door, closed and locked, my do not disturb sign for some reason being on the inside of the door.
Moving towards myself in my desk chair, I find my leather reclining game chair. The chair of the Gods. Across from it is my TV, 24" inch flat-screen, perched atop my media...holder.
To the left of the TV is my PS3, the hulking monstrosity upon which I play LittleBigPlanet. To the right of the TV is my trusty PS2, because my PS3 is a dick and isn't backwards compatible, even if it allows me to create internal PS2 memory cards. Below the PS2 is my N64, which I will absolutely never move ever, because it is better than the GameCube stashed in my closet. Underneath the TV shelf is another shelf, holding my old VCR, which I use a lot more often than I should. To the left of the VCR, under the PS3 shelf, is my collection of N64 games. A very small collection.
I turn back to my monitor and I type this message. Descriptive enough? Now you know basically the entire layout of my room.
Moving towards myself in my desk chair, I find my leather reclining game chair. The chair of the Gods. Across from it is my TV, 24" inch flat-screen, perched atop my media...holder.
To the left of the TV is my PS3, the hulking monstrosity upon which I play LittleBigPlanet. To the right of the TV is my trusty PS2, because my PS3 is a dick and isn't backwards compatible, even if it allows me to create internal PS2 memory cards. Below the PS2 is my N64, which I will absolutely never move ever, because it is better than the GameCube stashed in my closet. Underneath the TV shelf is another shelf, holding my old VCR, which I use a lot more often than I should. To the left of the VCR, under the PS3 shelf, is my collection of N64 games. A very small collection.
I turn back to my monitor and I type this message. Descriptive enough? Now you know basically the entire layout of my room.
I see a dude getting shot... now theres an ambulance and the police... the guy's still alive and he's going to the hospital... now I'm going to have to go talk to the police.
I see my bookshelf, and next to that a window which I can see another apartment building, the rest of my neighborhood and the Mississippi. Which I hate this time of year because everything around it is colder than it already is